Chapter Thirteen Old Things 5
"Yinluo! Yinluo! Is it fun? Tell me quickly! Has Nalan become the forest master?"
My mind was in chaos, but it was immediately filled with the noisy sound of Xiaolu, but my thoughts were still stuck in front of the broken bronze mirror, and I still savored the feeling of the flashing heart being torn apart.
"Yinluo, what's wrong with you? Talk quickly!"
Xiaolu shook my body and then I suddenly came to my senses. It turned out that my soul had returned to my body. There was no bronze mirror around me, and there was no Nalan who was dying by my side.
The bronze mirror is broken. Has he come out of the temple? Is he the first to become the forest master? Has he become the forest master as he wishes? Has he finally got the chance to protect the depression forest?
I sighed silently and responded to Xiaolu indifferently: "Naran, you have become the forest master."
Thousands of thoughts turned into this brief summary. Indeed, the result was so simple. Who would care about the process? In front of the broken bronze mirror, the pain that spilled all over the ground, and the questions that had always arisen in my heart. Only then did I really dare to face my guess slightly: the test of the temple was a dead end, Nalan, he used me. But so what?
"Then let's go find him! I will know that he is the most powerful! Where is he? Didn't he come out with you?" Xiaolu was very excited, as if he had ignored my strangeness.
I shook my head. Yes, where is he now? Are he accepting the title of the forest master?
"Xiaolu.Yinlu..."
Looking for the direction where the sound came, Nalan appeared in Xiaolu and my sight. He really came out of the temple. He became the master of the forest, but left me that shocking scene.
"Naran!" Xiaolu jumped to his side excitedly, "Have you really become the forest master? You are so awesome! I knew you could definitely do it! Become the first forest master in the depression forest!"
Xiaolu's tone was full of pride, but my heart was filled with regret.
"Congratulations." Finally, I raised my heavy steps, walked to him, and forced a little smile. While smiling ridiculously, my eyes were slightly swollen and painful. I quickly lowered my head and turned my face to the side.
"Yinluo..." Nalan had something in his words, but he didn't say it in the end.
Didn’t you even say apologize? Is the position of the Lord of the Forest really that important?
"I, I'll go back to the tree house first."
I turned around and left, feeling that my eyes were following me, but the owner of my eyes never moved.
Bypassing the Yueling Mountain Stream, the nagging of the old banyan tree did not enter my ears at all. When I looked up, I could already see the vines wrapped around the tree house. My loss increased a little more.
The door of the tree house seemed to be closed, and I ran out privately. It seemed that what was waiting for me was my mother's endless criticism and teachings.
I slowly walked towards the tree house, but for some reason, I felt a little dazed or had a bad premonition.
I stopped at the door of the tree house, hesitating whether to push the door and enter.
"Yinluo...is it you?"
It was my mother's voice, but a simple question immediately woke me up from my chaotic thoughts. This voice... turned out to be like a ** when I was exhausted.
"Mom!" I pushed the door open without hesitation.
I was immediately stunned by the scene in front of me! My mother actually fell in the pool of blood all over the ground. Apart from her extremely pale face as her spiritual power dissipated, her body was completely incomplete. At that moment, it was forever engraved in my memory, and a trace was deeply drawn in my mind.
"Mom!" I ran over in panic, stepped on the blood in the room, completely soaking my feet, and a burst of coldness penetrated my heart, as if something in my body was being pulled out bit by bit.
I knelt beside her and looked at the wrinkles that appeared on her face.
"Mom! What's wrong with you!"
My horror could not hide the turbid thoughts in my heart, as if my life was completely disrupted by something.
"Yes, it's the demons..." My mother became weaker and weaker, and every word pierced into my heart like a sharp knife.
"Demon Clan", such a familiar and unfamiliar name, I never thought that this word would enter my life, nor did I think that this word would completely ruin my life.
"Promise me... help me take revenge..." When I didn't understand the prospects I was facing at all, my mother interrupted my thoughts with firm and resentful words.
"Kill all the demons and avenge me!" My mother roared as if she tried her best, and a red light appeared in her eyes and a strong hatred overflowed.
"Mom..." Another pool of moist liquid was found in my eyes, but my mother did not stop there.
"I want you to swear... kill all the demons and blood my hatred. If you regret it, your spirit and body will be destroyed!"
At that time, my mother didn't seem to care about my heart-wrenching pain. All her thinking had been buried by hatred. She did not allow me to respond, so she gave me a last command in her last tone, perhaps the last order of her life:
"I want you to set the monument of the oath and remember this hatred forever..."
Chapter completed!